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It
was
thus
that
,
cloaked
and
monastically
hooded
over
her
evening
costume
,
this
woman
,
full
of
endurance
and
compassion
,
stood
by
the
side
of
the
bed
on
which
the
splendid
Capataz
de
Cargadores
lay
stretched
out
motionless
on
his
back
.
The
whiteness
of
sheets
and
pillows
gave
a
sombre
and
energetic
relief
to
his
bronzed
.
face
,
to
the
dark
,
nervous
hands
,
so
good
on
a
tiller
,
upon
a
bridle
and
on
a
trigger
,
lying
open
and
idle
upon
a
white
coverlet
.
"
She
is
innocent
,
"
the
Capataz
was
saying
in
a
deep
and
level
voice
,
as
though
afraid
that
a
louder
word
would
break
the
slender
hold
his
spirit
still
kept
upon
his
body
.
"
She
is
innocent
.
It
is
I
alone
.
But
no
matter
.
For
these
things
I
would
answer
to
no
man
or
woman
alive
.
"
He
paused
.
Mrs.
Gould
's
face
,
very
white
within
the
shadow
of
the
hood
,
bent
over
him
with
an
invincible
and
dreary
sadness
.
And
the
low
sobs
of
Giselle
Viola
,
kneeling
at
the
end
of
the
bed
,
her
gold
hair
with
coppery
gleams
loose
and
scattered
over
the
Capataz
's
feet
,
hardly
troubled
the
silence
of
the
room
.
"
Ha
!
Old
Giorgio
--
the
guardian
of
thine
honour
!
Fancy
the
Vecchio
coming
upon
me
so
light
of
foot
,
so
steady
of
aim
.
I
myself
could
have
done
no
better
.
But
the
price
of
a
charge
of
powder
might
have
been
saved
.
The
honour
was
safe
...
.
Senora
,
she
would
have
followed
to
the
end
of
the
world
Nostromo
the
thief
...
I
have
said
the
word
.
The
spell
is
broken
!
"
A
low
moan
from
the
girl
made
him
cast
his
eyes
down
.
"
I
can
not
see
her
...
No
matter
,
"
he
went
on
,
with
the
shadow
of
the
old
magnificent
carelessness
in
his
voice
.
"
One
kiss
is
enough
,
if
there
is
no
time
for
more
.
An
airy
soul
,
senora
!
Bright
and
warm
,
like
sunshine
--
soon
clouded
,
and
soon
serene
.
They
would
crush
it
there
between
them
.
Senora
,
cast
on
her
the
eye
of
your
compassion
,
as
famed
from
one
end
of
the
land
to
the
other
as
the
courage
and
daring
of
the
man
who
speaks
to
you
.
She
will
console
herself
in
time
.
And
even
Ramirez
is
not
a
bad
fellow
.
I
am
not
angry
.
No
!
It
is
not
Ramirez
who
overcame
the
Capataz
of
the
Sulaco
Cargadores
.
"
He
paused
,
made
an
effort
,
and
in
louder
voice
,
a
little
wildly
,
declared
--
"
I
die
betrayed
--
betrayed
by
--
--
"
But
he
did
not
say
by
whom
or
by
what
he
was
dying
betrayed
.
"
She
would
not
have
betrayed
me
,
"
he
began
again
,
opening
his
eyes
very
wide
.
"
She
was
faithful
.
We
were
going
very
far
--
very
soon
.
I
could
have
torn
myself
away
from
that
accursed
treasure
for
her
.
For
that
child
I
would
have
left
boxes
and
boxes
of
it
--
full
.
And
Decoud
took
four
.
Four
ingots
.
Why
?
Picardia
!
To
betray
me
?
How
could
I
give
back
the
treasure
with
four
ingots
missing
?
They
would
have
said
I
had
purloined
them
.
The
doctor
would
have
said
that
.
Alas
!
it
holds
me
yet
!
"
